2019
when all my bags are packed, i’m ready to go
tho i hate to wake you up to say good bye, but if it’s the last one,
so then, please hold me like you’ll never let me go.
because i’m leaving on a jet plane
and i don’t know when i’ll be back again,
even i actually hate to go away from you.
and let the country roads take me home to the place where i belong.














